My Stepsister Was Dying to Eat My Ass

She moaned and swirled her tongue around my o-ring before giving my rosebud several quick flicks. Any other past sexual experiences paled in comparison to my stepsister’s wonderful tongue lapping my ass.

I had just come home from school and was in the kitchen, making a sandwich when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I turned to see my little step-sister, Daria strutting toward me and quickly looked away. She had developed a crush on me, two years ago, and had flirted outrageously with me ever since. In the last couple of months, it had become increasingly difficult to ignore her, as she’d pulled out all the stops when she turned eighteen.

Daria was hot as hell, and the rumor was she was incredible in bed, but she was my step-sister, she was strictly off limits.

“I knew it was you when I heard the front door,” she said as she approached.

“Sorry, didn’t know anybody was home,” I responded, cleaning the table and putting the bread away.

“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted a sandwich? I could’ve helped you with that,” she said while stepping directly into my field of vision.

Her t-shirt was straining to contain her tits, which were a little more than a handful, and there was no way she was wearing a bra as her nipples were visibly poking at the material. The shorts she was wearing barely covered her panties. If she was wearing any.

I tore my eyes away from Daria’s well displayed assets, and concentrated on finishing around the kitchen.

“So, I hear you’re single. Finally got rid of that whore, Lisa,” she said with an oddly sultry tone.

Considering I’d found out Lisa was fucking some other guy, I could hardly argue with the description of my ex.

“Yeah,” I responded.

“We could fix that, you know?”

“Not happening, Daria. You’re my little stepsister.”

“Not that little, anymore,” she said, emphasizing it by lifting and pushing her breasts together.

“Fuck! Cut it out,” I said as I, somewhat reluctantly, looked away.

“I don’t think you want me to.”

“I don’t, but I have to,” I said, and I meant it.

The sight had started blood rushing down below, and that was the last thing I needed.

“You know, I heard something about you, Alex…”

“Yeah, whatever,” I muttered.

“Lisa’s been running around telling people that you’re nasty, and wanted her to lick your ass.”

I froze in the process of picking up my backpack.

“She what?”

“Uh-huh. She said you wanted her to lick your ass, and wanted to do her up the butt. For a slut, she sure is stuck up about sex.”

“Fuck,” I muttered, knowing that was likely to reduce any future relationship prospects.

“Now? Here? Sure,” she said.

“That’s not what I was saying, and you know it.”

Daria laughed.

“Too bad, stepbrother. I’d lick your ass in a heartbeat. I love it. I bet I could make you cum with my tongue up your dirty hole.”

I clenched my teeth as my cock hardened.

“Okay, I’m leaving,” I said and made my way to the door.

“I’m serious. I’d push my tongue up your ass,” she said and then stuck out her tongue to wiggle it.

“Jesus, Daria,” I said as I walked away.

“You know you want it,” she called after me.

And she was right, as little as I wanted to admit it. I ignored her and made a point not to look back. The last time I’d done that, she was flashing her tits at me. I could almost see her, with her hard nipples pointing at me like a pair of accusatory fingers. I could feel it and knew almost for certain that Daria had her tits out by now.

I stared straight ahead until I made it to my car. I turned on the ignition and drove off right away. I had nowhere to go but just made my way to a nearby coffee shop where I used to hang out and study.

As I was sitting and enjoying my flat white, I felt my phone vibrate. I glanced at it to see a WhatsApp message from Daria. I opened the message and I froze when I saw the photos she’d sent. The first was a selfie of her with her tits out, and that was immediately followed by one with her shorts and panties pulled down, stretched between her thighs. The last one was a close-up of her, licking her lips, and a message that said, “Anytime!” followed by a kiss emoji, a tongue sticking out, a peach, an eggplant, and a splash.

Though I didn’t want to delete the messages, I did just that, wishing she wasn’t my stepsister. I’d barely closed the app when Daria sent me another photo.

I knew what her bed looked like, and Daria was lying on it with her legs spread wide, and two fingers parting her pussy lips. She was visibly wet. I stared at this photo for a while, hard as a steel beam. There was simply nothing I could do to avoid being hard. My mind raced to what my stepsister’s cunt would feel like, wrapped around my shaft.

“Fuck!” I murmured and deleted this photo as well. Having it on my phone would be more tempting than I could manage.

It’s been two hours since I left the house and I was about to head back home, hoping Daria finished herself already and was in a better state of mind. Thinking about her made my cock hard again. Fortunately, I had to drive back home, and that would certainly take my mind off my little minx of a stepsister.

As I got back home, I parked in the driveway and made my way inside the house. As soon as I closed the front door, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Shit!”

My stepsister immediately sprang into the living room, with a deceptively innocent look on her face and wearing a white spaghetti-string top that cut off just below her breasts, and a pleated skirt, so short that I was amazed she wasn’t flashing her cunt with every step she took.

As if that of mine thought was a premonition, Daria grabbed the front of her skirt and pulled it up as she reached the bottom of the stairs. I was hardly surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Daria laughed as I tried to look away, fighting the bulge that was growing in my pants.

“So, what did you think?”

“I think you need to stop sending me selfies,” I said while going up the stairs. “Can you imagine what our parents would do to us if they’d find out?”

Daria picked up her pace, with her tits bouncing, and got in the way before I could close the door to my room.

“Oh, come on. I bet you’re going in there to jerk off to them,” she said.

“Just stop it, Daria,” I said. “Get out of the way so I can close the door.”

Something in my urgent expression must have given me away because Daria gasped and put her hands to her mouth.

“Oh my god, stop acting like you don’t want to fuck me right now,” she said and then let out an incredibly sexy moan.

“No!”

“Liar. I bet you’re hard right now.”

She caught me completely off-guard when she reached between my legs and squeezed my erection. It was an escalation of her seduction campaign far beyond what I would have expected, and I froze in shock.

“Oh, fuck,” she exclaimed as she squeezed and rubbed my cock. “It’s so fucking big.”

I finally snapped out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her hand away from my crotch.

“Cut it out, Daria, or I’ll tell your mom about it!”

She promptly grabbed my dick with her other hand.

“No you won’t,” she said as she leaned into me, letting me smell her perfume. “I want to lick that ass and make you cum everywhere. I know you want it.”

At the same time, she yanked on my arm, pulling the back of my hand against her firm, young breasts. The next thing I knew, Daria’s tongue was flicking rapidly in my ear. My cock throbbed powerfully in her grasp as I imagined that tongue in my ass, and I lost the battle. I simply let go of her wrist, filled my hand with her breast, and groaned.

“Come on,” she whispered into my moistened ear.

Daria pulled away, straightened, and turned toward her room. She grabbed the back of her skirt and lifted it to reveal her tight little ass. Then she looked over her shoulder and flicked her tongue at me. I followed her as if drawn by pure sexual gravity. She giggled and continued toward her room with her bare ass swaying.

I caught up with her and grabbed her eighteen-year-old ass, which drew a moan from Daria. When she paused to open the door, I moved my hand along the curve of her ass cheeks, and between her legs. A finger slipped between her nether lips to find an abundance of warm wetness. That made her whimper as she stepped inside her room.

Closing the door behind me, I watched Daria negligently lift her tiny top, pull it over her head, and toss it on the floor. I stood before her and ran a fingertip over her stiff nipple. She moaned and brushed her fingers over my hard cock, in return.

Daria pushed her skirt over her hips, and let it pool around her ankles. While she stepped out of it, I pulled off my shirt, and then she grabbed a belt loop, drew me toward the bed, and then playfully pushed me down on it. She moaned as she ran her hands over her body, ending with a caress between her legs. Then she slipped a hand beneath my leg, instructing me to lift it. She caught my heel and tugged at my shoe, bouncing a couple of times when she tossed it to the floor. My sock followed, and then the other shoe and sock. Then she pushed on my chest.

I leaned back onto my elbows, drinking in the sight of my stepsister’s forbidden, young body as she reached for the button of my jeans. She popped it open and then tore down my zipper. I lifted my ass off the bed so she could yank down my jeans and boxers. She gasped when my cock sprang free and I’m sure she even bit her lower lip as she moaned.

Finally, I was as naked as she was. She reached out and caressed my throbbing, erect member with one soft hand.

“If I’d known it was this big, I’d have wanted you even more, stepbrother,” she said, almost in a whisper.

I grunted and arched my back when Daria’s slippery tongue washed over my puckered hole. My cock twitched up high, dropped down, and almost immediately shot back up several times as she greedily lapped my asshole.

“Feel good?” she asked between licks.

“Fuck, Daria! Yes…”

She moaned and swirled her tongue around my o-ring before giving my rosebud several quick flicks. Any other past sexual experiences paled in comparison to my stepsister’s wonderful tongue.

One hand left my ass and began to caress my erect cock with feather-light touches. My stepsister reacted almost instantly every time my cock throbbed, trying to press harder against her fingers, keeping the pressure light. All the while, her tongue flicked and lapped at my ass.

She was in no hurry and I had never experienced such sweet torment as she took her time licking, stroking my cock, and mildly probing my back door. Daria kept moaning in delight and sometimes giggled when my sounds of pleasure amused her. Just when I was almost there, on the edge of frustration, needing more, she would provide it. Her tongue would press hard, penetrating my sphincter, or flick rapidly over my puckered opening. She would stroke the head of my cock with her thumb, and then move back to gliding her fingers over my shaft.

My pleasure was building slowly, and sharply. It reminded me of a girl who kept edging me, letting me almost reach orgasm, and then denying me again. The sensation had that same effect but was even stronger. I clenched my teeth and glanced down between my legs where strands of transparent liquid were stretching and then breaking with every bounce of my cock. A small puddle of my pre-cum had pooled beneath the head of my cock as well.

I also saw Daria looking up at me, her eyes sparkling with both delight and wickedness. She briefly moved away from my ass, lapping at my taint and tight balls while keeping her eyes locked on mine. When she dipped back down again, she pushed on my legs, opening them even further, and slipped her tongue deeper into my rectal passage.

The feeling of her wet, warm tongue deep in my ass was incredible and I groaned and let out an explosive breath. Then she moved her hand back to my cock, slowly stroking her pointer finger and thumb up and down opposite sides, just brushing against my purple mushroomy helmet at the top, each time. The sudden increase in stimulation caused my pleasure to spike, and even more thick pre-cum oozed from the slit of my cock.

Daria smiled and dipped her thumb into the pool of slippery wetness my cock produced, slid her hand beneath my member, and curled her fingers around it. She pressed her thumb against my frenulum on the underside of the cockhead, and began to rub it in short, soft strokes. At the same time, her tongue went into a frenzy on my ass.

The slow burn of my pleasure turned into a full-blown fire, rising rapidly toward climax. After a few seconds of almost painful pleasure, I growled and erupted. I could feel the hot cum spattering over my chest and all the way up to my neck. The ejaculation was so powerful that I felt it surging up the shaft and tickling the slit as it erupted. Blast after blast covered me in cum, forcing me to grunt and growl. All the while, Daria’s expert tongue continued to slather over my puckered hole, and her slippery thumb caressed my glans.

I couldn’t remember the last time I came so hard. It never seemed to end, or even dull in intensity for the longest time. I had lost count of how many times I had spattered myself with cum before I finally stopped. Panting for breath, I opened my eyes to see Daria standing up. She leaned over me, lifted my cock straight up, and slid her lips down over it, sucking out the last few dribbles of cum, and then let me go with a pop.

She kept my cock in her hand and leaned down to lick up the cum that had pooled beneath my throbbing organ. I gasped for breath, occasionally twitching from the aftershocks of my incredible orgasm. Daria licked and slurped up every drop of cum she could find, savoring it with hungry, delighted moans.

“God damn,” I growled.

My stepsister let out a deeper, sultry moan when she licked up a dollop of cum that had made it all the way to my chin.

“Did you cum hard, stepbrother?” she asked with a knowing gleam in her eye.

My entire chest was covered in smeared semen and Daria’s saliva.

“What do you think?” I muttered.

“I think I told you I was going to make you cum hard. See what you’ve been missing?”

I smiled and closed my eyes, letting my head fall back on the bed.

“Here’s something else you’ve been missing,” she said.

Daria pulled her knees underneath her and then stood. I swallowed hard as she crawled on top of me, and squatted down on my face. With my stepsister’s bare, sweet, teenage pussy in my face, I only did what came naturally, and pushed my tongue between her nether lips.

She rode my face hard, smearing it with her wetness while I lapped up her nectar, tongued her clit, and sucked her swollen little pleasure bud, drawing out whimpers. I tried a couple of times to reach her asshole, to return the favor, but she kept me concentrated on her clit. She seemed determined, almost desperate, to come.

It was only a minute later when she began to convulse and wail in orgasm. I dug my fingers into the cleft of her ass, holding her against my mouth, and kept licking. Daria screamed, squealed, and lurched as the throes of her orgasm took complete control of her body.

Then, as suddenly as she had exploded in orgasm, she jumped off my face. Her sloppy pussy left a trail of mess on my chest, and then she collapsed next to me, and onto her back.

“Shit,” he exclaimed as he sat up. “Your mom’s going to be home soon.”

“Oh, damn. You’re right,” she said, with a sad voice and a pout on her face.

As I hastily dressed, Daria lounged naked on the bed, giggling and watching me. She let out a quiet moan of disappointment when I pulled up my boxers, covering my semi-erect cock.

“Go on. I know I don’t want to get caught smelling like fresh cum. I need to get in the shower and brush my teeth,” she said.

“Right.”

Daria blew a kiss while pulling open a drawer to retrieve a pair of panties. I quickly made my way down the hallway and into my room, still reeling from the whirlwind that I’d been caught up in. It was only when I looked into the mirror, I realized that my face was still covered in my stepsister’s drying pussy juice.

When I heard the bathroom door close, I knew Daria was done with her shower so I jumped in after her. When I was done and I returned to my room, I found two messages from Daria. I opened the first message to find an awkwardly framed photo of her bent over, holding the phone in one hand, and her ass cheeks spread apart with the other.

The second message said: “You can stuff my ass anytime.”

I took a deep breath and pondered how to respond for a couple of minutes until I finally made up my mind.

“Can’t wait!”

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